It wasn't difficult to be Jing Yuan's personal assistant. You only had to fill up documents here and there while also acting as his stress reliever on specific occasions.

You were sat on his lap, taking all of him and warming him up. He continued to work with a subtle smirk on his face, ignoring all of the desperate whimpers you made.

"Shh... Patience, dear. Surely you can wait for just a few more minutes?" Jing Yuan whispered, his breath brushing your ear as his hand softly stroked your thigh